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After Thomas had left, all there had been was awkward silence between the two. Both Newt and the girl were metres apart, thinking opposite things.

"Well, come on then." the girl bitterly laughs, patting the spot next to her.

Newt takes a step back as he examines the girl again. Her hair wasn't glossy as it was before. Instead, it was knotty and messed up. And her blue ocean eyes from before were hidden away by darkness.

"Fine, stay there then." she spits, rolling her eyes, looking back at the bed.

"How do you know me?" Newt stutters and her eyes snap at him and she scoffs, confusing the blonde boy.

"The question is... How did you forget me, Newt?" she says, giving him a smug smile.

Then it snapped Newt's mind. I know who she is, Newt thought. He remembered her
from WICKED. How her purpose of life was to separate Thomas and Newt. Even thought the two boys weren't together, it didn't stop her from setting them apart.

He should have listened to Thomas. He should have not entered the room. He should have just stayed with him and kept away. But no, he had to ignore him. He had to snap at him.

Newt, you idiot, he thought, sighing.

"What's wrong, Blondie?" he hears and he sees the dreaded girl looking at him, her head slightly tilted.

"Nothing... Nothing. I just... need to go. Yeah, I need to go—"

"You know who I am... don't you, Newt?" she interrupts him and he hesitantly nods.

"... So I'm gonna leave now."

"Oh hell no." and he was met with darkness.

•••••

Thomas was pacing around his room back and forth while Minho was sitting on his bed patiently, his eyes watching the brown eyed boy's every step.

"... Thomas, stop pacing. You're gonna make yourself dizzy." Minho decided to speak up but Thomas wasn't having any of it.

"You don't understand... She's twisted, she can get into your head in a second. Newt needs to get out of there, like now."

"I don't get it. What the problem between you two and the girl?" Minho asks, scratching his head.

Thomas rolls his eyes as he sits down next to the Asian boy, his head in his hands. Minho gave him a pat on the back and he sat up properly before turning to him.

"The girl's name is Teresa. Teresa Agnes. She worked with me and Newt back at WICKED. She always stared at the both of us, like she was planning something. It wasn't until one day when I overheard her speaking to Rachel, saying she was planning to split us apart. I don't know why but it was her only mission. Me and Newt found objects related to a kidnapping and instantly she was arrested by WICKED officers. We haven't seen her since."

Minho nods as he continues.

"Now she's back and I have no idea what she's going to do."

"We need to find out." and with that, they set off to find Teresa and Newt.

•••••

Soon enough Minho and Thomas had reached the room but the door was found locked. The boys looked at each other, nodded and smashed their bodies against the door, breaking it instantly.

When they entered the room, the blonde boy and the blue-eyed girl were no where to be found.

"Where are they?" Minho wondered as he searched round the room.

Before he decided to give up, he found a folded pieced of paper on the corner on the pillow. He picked up and unfolded and found a written note.

He gestured Thomas to come over and they both read the written letters on the paper.

Your precious Newt's time is ticking, Tommy.

"... That's all? That's all she said?" Thomas says before he paces around the room.

Minho, himself was confused. He didn't know much about the Thomas/Newt/Teresa situation but he needed to find his best friend and he needed to find him now.

"Don't worry Greenie, we'll find him. The Glade isn't that big, they can't have gone far."

But Thomas couldn't even hear what Minho was saying. He needed Newt. He needed to find him.